Mark Normand

Mark Normand Poems

1.

Alone again inside it seems.
With plastic friends and broken dreams.
I sit in empty darkness beyond measure.
Today just like so many things.
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2.

Today just like so many days I waste away to nothing.
Standing here, frozen by fear, I feel I must do something.
The light within has grown so dim; the sunshine of my being.
A cold grey darkness fills my soul; an empty lifeless feeling.
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3.

Smile upon the morning, a warm
look about the day.
A happy bright demeanor, to help
you on your way.
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On the high seas of life, with no compass
for direction.
Held prisoner by emotion in my mental
insurrection.
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5.

When I wake up cold and empty.
After all the good within me.
Slowly drains out of a hole and I can't cry.
I try to speak and all at once I find.
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I will try for a thing.
Of great beauty that sings.
With those who would bask in it's light.
I have been in distant dreams.
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Love is blind; but still we see the lying, cheating, heart.
This stranger we no longer know; who rips our life apart.
Where is the one who shared my love, my precious darling girl?
She's gone away and somehow changed; now jaded by the world.
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Look at me, please don't cry my darling;
it's nothing I will be just fine.
Smile, show me your beauty, let me
look at my love one last time
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Put on my shoes and walk with me into
my world of sorrows.
My endless state of loneliness, cold pain,
and lost tomorrows.
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I'm here at the front of the back of the line,
I was last but I think I'll go next.
I've been here so long it seems like forever,
I think it's time I sat down to rest.
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11.

Happy is the bird who flies into the
star lit sky.
From every where the darkness glows,
as far as meets the eye.
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So tender a flower, as the wind
blows against her.
The darkness of this world pulls
her down as she cries.
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I think you are beautiful because of your eyes
Blue as the ocean or the mid day sky.
I think you are gorgeous because of your smile
Sunshine andhappiness glowfrom inside
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14.

I can't, I won't, it's gone, I'm sure
everything has been taken
I'm not sure if whats left in me
will ever be awakened.
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The many souls of yesterday; the long forgotten people.
Whose righteous lives were tossed away; victims of great evil.
Their voices never cease to cry for justice to be done.
For Cain who took the life of Abel; for those who killed Gods son.
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I don't know what to do today it
seems my life is over.
My love has grown so very cold.
she cringes when I hold her.
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It's been a good while since I sat down
to write.
A word or a poem or a verse about life.
So easy do they come when it is their
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I'm so empty of dreams.
Without sexy young things.
It seems I've lost the desire
to chase beauty.
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In the wild I roam with fear, so
threatened by my guilt.
Not so much by what I see, I go
by what is felt.
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One day not for sure, but still it
wouldn't be strange.
If in time when you have gone, your
name is spoken of in shame.
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Mark Normand Biography

Writing is what I do to keep myself sane while life goes on around me. I never would have imagined that I might enjoy writing poems.I have only just recently started to write. Almost everything I have written I have done in the last 5 years or so I guess.I know writing really takes a lot of negative emotion away from me that I used to bottle up inside.It isn't healthy to the hold bad experiences in and it isn't polite to complain about them all day either. So I write and I can find some level of peace as I write. It has changed me for the better.I don't get as angry or upset any more about things others do. People often comment on my poems and tell me they hope I feel better or that I need to move on to another girl or to talk to someone about my problems. I know a lot of what I have posted tends to be dark and has to do with heart break and pain, but I am fine. I am happy and although I have lived through everything I have written about at some point in life, I have survived and it helps to write about pain so I can learn how to avoid it as much as possible. All of us go through dark times in life and for now it seems to be what I have felt led to write about.The words seem to flow as I move my fingers on the key board. I don't sit down and try to think of some subject to write about.I just let the words flow and the results of this method are a lot of the poems I have posted. I would like to write more happy poems, but to plan what I will write doesn't work for me at this time. I suppose my style will change some as I keep writing. I can't say how it might change if it does, all I know is writing poems to please others is a foolish thing to do.I write for myself, it is an important release for me that I use often.I know people are very hard to please so I don't try, I just write. I enjoy it if people say they like what I write but that doesn't happen very often I don't expect it to happen either and it is not why I write.I would love it if my writing helped people but that is not why I write.I write because I have to and because it is one of the few things in this world that I enjoy doing.)

The Best Poem Of Mark Normand

Still

Alone again inside it seems.
With plastic friends and broken dreams.
I sit in empty darkness beyond measure.
Today just like so many things.
Has ended lost and incomplete.
I failed to reach the special place I treasure.
True happiness is what I seek.
Still I remain a lucid freak.
I write of life with no real love or pleasure.
I write because if I would scream.
No one would hear the words from me.
I'm lost inside this dark cold world forever.

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